Sunday's are always interesting days.
Today it was windy when I was driving my scooter. That made things difficult.
I've spent the last two hours trying to stalk someone. I can't find them. I'm getting frustrated.
All the postsecrets today were inappropriate for me to publish. Plus, none of them applied to me. Perhaps it is a sign that I need to be sending in my own secrets. Or at least making some. Because I do have secrets.
I got my room clean and organized. Then I did laundry, and my bed is covered in clothes.
I'm sleepy. My stalking will have to wait until tomorrow.